This is Wooly. I’ve had him for a long time. I think he was given to me when I was four or five, so over 20 years.
When I was younger Wooly was my bedtime toy. I can be quite a cuddly person, and I liked having something to cuddle up to when I slept.
Nowadays I have husband to cuddle up to, so poor Wooly doesn’t get so much attention. He doesn’t seem to bothered though. He just hangs about on the windowsill, watching the to-ing and fro-ing in the flat. Seems like an easy life!